The creature was massive, towering over Grey like a living glacier.
Its silver-white fur shimmered under the dim light, each strand thick and bristling with frost.
Its translucent claws glowed faintly, radiating an icy chill, and its piercing blue eyes locked onto him with the hunger of a predator sizing up its next meal.
"Of course," Grey muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "It's a polar bear."
The Frost Claw Bear let out an earth-shaking roar that reverberated through the frozen forest. Then, it charged.
Grey's eyes widened as he watched the beast move.
For something so large, it was absurdly fast, covering the snowy ground in seconds.
It wasn't the lumbering giant he'd expected—it was a speeding freight train.
But Grey was faster.
